Everybody's got something to hide 'cept for me and my muffin

Leaving for Pirate's Gathering. Running around like the proverbial chicken sans head.

There are tiny horses attached to the rings put in for real horses, at 26th and Division. Last night I had dreams about tiny pigs at a petting zoo. Freaky.

Anyway. Must figure out what to bring, food-wise. Must run back to my parents' house because I forgot my NIN tickets and I would be very sad if I didn't bring them.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAH I hate getting ready to leave. *grumble*